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Barrington's plans for you would have been fully deserved if something so much more delightful had not happened. Believe me, I shall always be glad to have known you." There was an instant confusion of voices and a throng gathering about her. Zaidee stood beside her looking proud and happy as congratulations poured in upon her. The cordial acceptance did touch her.
I need not say that the lady I refer to is Miss Zaidee Juno Hooker, only daughter of Almira Ann Hooker, relict of Jefferson Brown Hooker, formerly of Boone County, Kentucky, and latterly of er Pike County, Missouri." The sallow, ascetic hue of Mr. Hotchkiss's face had passed through a livid and then a greenish shade, and finally settled into a sullen red.
Phillipa laughed and nodded. "Now, you next," to Zaidee. Zay hesitated, but took the chair Phillipa vacated. At first she seemed a puzzle to the fortune teller. "She had traveled a good deal. Some one was coming across water that she would be glad to see three people, a fair lady who had had a great deal of trouble, sickness, but was well now.
Zaidee came up cheerfully, and waded in, regardless of her shoes. "It's too bad to turn it off, when it looks so pretty," she said, regretfully. "You are naughty children," said Eunice, severely, arraying the guilty twins before her, when this was done. "Whatever shall I do with you?
When did you miss them?" "Ever since you've been gone. Zaidee ran past, saying she was going with you, so I let her." "They must be somewhere around the house or barn," answered Eunice, beginning to call "Helen! Helen!" She knew that Helen would answer if she were within earshot, but Zaidee was quite equal to letting them call, if she were in a fit of temper. But they searched in vain.
Zaidee went off, sobbing, and Eunice asked, anxiously: "Couldn't we plaster it up ourselves? I know papa says the edges of a cut like that ought to be drawn together as soon as possible, and bandaged. I know how he does it. He sops the place off, and washes the cut out, and puts strips of sticking-plaster over it, and then ties it up in a dry bandage."
"You are seeing her under altogether new conditions, you know," said Mrs. Campbell sweetly, as she stepped off with light tread and non-committal face towards a merrily-laughing group, further on. "Now, what did she mean by that?" asked Janet in a puzzled tone. "I do wish Zaidee wouldn't be so mysterious!" "Mysterious?" snapped Laura, who was quicker than her sister.
"What are you doing, children?" said Eunice, coming forward, and throwing herself on the sand beside them, and pulling Helen, her special pet, down into her arms. "Playing Sunday school, Eunice," said Zaidee, sitting down, herself. "We're going to have a Sunday school every Tuesday afternoon, just the same as you have the Echo Club, you know. Helen's going to make up the texts.
The smaller children, by this time, were wildly excited, and ready to offer up all their possessions. "You may have my Crumples," screamed Zaidee, making a dive for a little white china cat that lay near by with a pile of other playthings that the children had been playing with.
"Dig me out. Dig out my arm, quick." Helen looked fearfully into the hole, then set up a shriek in her turn. "Mr. Satam's got Cricket's hand, and he's holding her down. Pull, pull, Zaidee," and the child began tugging at Cricket's nearest shoulder, which she could reach without committing herself to the dreadful possibilities of that hole.
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